Check this shizz out I found in Hurr-i-can, Utah. Yes it’s only four percent; found in the beer aile at the local groceria. I wish could read the fine print better at the top under Wasatch Beer. It reads “Bring Some Home for the Wives.” Classic. Gotta love that Utah humor, eh?
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Here are some exquisite photo from the magnificence Nate Young
Personally I never do comps. Especially the ones that involve Lisa Rands. But somehow I was sucker into this one. And really it was super fun. As soon as I would feel myself getting pissed about some plastic sequence of taped holds and putting unnessary pressure on myself, I would remind myself I was in beach wear in the middle of the winter with temps reaching the high 20’s just outside the doors. And I would realize that indeed this was not real rock climbing, but instead a venue where we could come together strut our stuff and enjoy the the kind of training you get patted on the back for.
The tradeshow has arrived in Salt Lake. It has been a pleasant change now that I’m a resident here. When my brain is fried from the florescent lights, and I’ve said the same hellos and goodbyes to so many people that I’m on my second lap, I can actually leave and then take care of some real life shizz. For instance getting ALL my shit together to leave for Mallorca while trying pack the rest of it and have it moved out of our current residence ready to be immediately moved to Southern Utah upon our return. Whew! But don’t worry folks I’m a pro at this. And thankfully we have very little. Surprising this also makes me feel a little better about our shaky economy, “Heck, I ain’t got nutin’ to lose!”
I’ll leave you with a disturbing photo showing the fate of my last computer charger. This is what my lifeline to the world came to. Depressing…
Check out my very first video. This stuff is def not as hard as it looks. Once I saw Joe doing it I knew I was game too. No really, it takes a lot of time and attention, not to mention raging fights with your loved one, but here it is. You better freakin enjoy…
For my Birthday a little tribute to a badass.
Last night we went out on the Salt Lake town to gorge on Indian, drink Hennessy, and celebrate the fact that because of I was born during this particular time of the year I am able to quite jobs without hesitation or care. I have lived in a few places so far, and though I meet awesome people wherever I go I have met a token crew since I’ve been here. Somebody’s Dad once told me it’s not about where you are, it’s who you surround yourself with. That’s definitely the case here. I’m gonna miss this bunch.
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